READER SHOUT OUT: Thank you to ALL of you for the generous gifts! You made me weepy! But especially to Helena_Vieira, Happily_Hammerstone, and Citrus_Time for becoming Etan & Ayleth's very first Top 3 readers! Thank you! You are a blessing to me! (Etan bows and blows you a kiss. *Wink*)
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AYLETH
The burning didn't stop when she left Etan's arms, but she could breathe easier. Just having been close to him, knowing she would soon see him and be even closer… it helped.
It also set the butterflies in her stomach to fluttering in a way that threatened to bring up the little food she'd managed to swipe from the trays circulating the hall between dances.
"Are you well?" Trystan asked halfway through their second waltz of the night, frowning. They'd ridden out again the day before and every time she spoke with him she felt more certain of his good heart.
"I'm fine. Just… nervous," she responded without thought.
